Chapter 402:

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“Thank you, Ms. Clarke,” Kellan said, his breath labored as he glanced down at the neat knot she had tied across his chest. “But I’m afraid I’ll need to trouble you a bit more. I can’t stay here.”

In the distance, voices grew louder.

The explosion hadn’t just nearly drowned them; it had also attracted attention. The last thing Kellan needed was to be seen, especially if it was discovered that the famous racing driver, Turbo, was in fact the well-known CEO of the Lloyd Group—who was supposed to be incapacitated.

“Ferdinand will take care of the aftermath here, and I need to get back to the Lloyd family estate,” Kellan said, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead with each word.

Allison didn’t hesitate. “Got it. I know a small path nearby that can help us avoid them. It’s not well-known, but it’ll help us stay out of sight. I’ll guide you through it.”

from crouching for so long, gave out beneath her. She

steady beat of his heart, though she wasn’t sure if it was his or hers. Steeling herself, Allison stood again and helped

stay close,” she

with thorns and branches that snagged at their clothes. It took considerable effort to navigate, but eventually, they managed to slip away from the scene and catch a

shock. His voice trembled as he hurried to support Kellan. “Sir! What happened to you?

strict orders not to go to the hospital, knowing the consequences

person to walk through the door wasn’t the doctor; it

in, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “Well, well, looks like Mr.

sitting slumped on the couch, glared up at him, frowning. “What

demeanor. He casually pulled out a

waiting for permission, Floyd

I trust no one else.” Floyd gave a

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